IRISH ROGUE From the moment she arrived in Ireland, Marguerite LeFleur heard the stories of the living legend that was Sheridan ORoarke. The name of the notorious outlaw was on everyones lips -- and once Marguerite met him she knew why. His green eyes flashed defiance; his broad shoulders implied strength. Although an innocent, she longed to be swept up into his arms and crushed against his chest. Naive in the ways of love, somehow Marguerite knew that it would be Sheridan who would teach her to reach the heights of passion and understand the meaning of true rapture... AMERICAN BEAUTY Sheridan ORoarke guarded his heart with all of his might -- his dangerous lifestyle left no room for the kind of sentimental attachment loving a woman would bring. But when he saw Marguerite he knew he was lost. Her beauty was unmatched; her charms clouded his judgment. Then one night he stole into her room just to satisfy his desire -- but one taste of her velvet lips was not enough. Once he caressed her silken skin and embraced her soft curves, he could not drink his fill. Like a man possessed, he vowed to make her his own, to lose himself in the depths of her Emerald Ecstasy.